Just typing awayJust typing away by KaiVorail
The church clock strikes eight, so those villagers who are awake know without checking that it is six. A cock crows. A body lies across the doorstep of the church, a line of crumb-carrying ants marches across the fedora covering its face. There is a serene, momentary quiet after the chimes cease. A figure glides past the church wall, before the silence is cracked by baby crying.
Silence is broken in a small household down the street as a baby cries after awaking from its slumber in need of nourishment leaning tiresomely against a broomstick from a hard nights work with no end to her torment the woman is dead to the world. In an instant her world is crushed again with a simple slip of her hand and she wakes to the cold kiss of the slate flooring holding her head in pain as she struggles to her feet only to find the baby nagging her for breakfast.
Sighing in grief she fixes the infant a warm bottle of milk taken from their very own cow in the dir
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